Magic Mistletoe (Mini Story)

Jessica schemed to take her payback on her coworkers. For years, her fellow office workers had mocked the 370 pound secretary, both behind her back and to her face. Likewise, her manager denied her a promotion that he promised her in favor of giving it to a cuter, skinnier girl who he had just hired. 

Jessica's brother owned some enchanted mistletoe that he like to use to get kisses from cute girls. Anyone who saw the pointy, green leaves was compelled to kiss whoever or, more importantly, whatever was under them. She had visited him last week and secretly snatched it when he wasn't looking.

Jessica walked into the office on the day of the Christmas Party. She had spent all day eating burritos and cheese covered broccoli in preparation. Walking into the area where everyone was gathered, she climbed onto a desk and spoke loudly to those in attendance:

"Merry Christmas everyone! It's time for  my favorite tradition: Mistletoe!"

She turned around and mooned them all with her wide, dumpy behind, making sure everyone saw the mistletoe positioned right above her buttcrack, held in place with a string tied around her waist.  Suddenly anyone and everyone who looked upon her chunky buns were compelled to put their lips to it, They formed a single file line and each of them gave a big, wet smooch to her overabundant backside. Jessica laughed as she made sure to let loose a pungent poot every time she felt a puckered mouth press against her flesh. 

"Let's see them make fun of my size now that they've all been to first base with ass!" She gleefully thought to herself, but there was still one more person to deal with.

As she left the confused and disgusted crowd of office workers as she left for her manager's office. She left her pants behind, her sagging belly covering most of her privates. She also adjusted the mistletoe that it was now deep between her cheeks. Her superior was doing some late work when she entered.

"Jessica! What are you doing here? And where are your pants?" He said surprised.

"It's Christmas and it's time for my mistletoe kiss! And I want it long and french!" She exclaimed.

She turned around, showing him her wide bottom marked with spit and lipstick, and spread her cheeks, revealing that the mistletoe was positioned right above Before he could react, he was compelled to stand up from his desk and approach his half dress secretary. Thanks to Jessica's comment, he felt his tongue moving against his will as well.

Jessica snickered as her boss knelt down behind her and pressed his head between her soft buttocks. She released a strong blast of hot, stinking air from her quivering hole as her manager began tonguing her back end.